Day 16: I explained to Low and Mango what had happened, and recieved many "I told you so" 's in return. "I mean, I TOLD you not to-" "I GET IT." I said at last, making both Low and Mango silent at once. "I don't know what I was doing out there, to be honest." The rain had finally cleared up, so we didn't have to stay indoors again, which meant the activities were also back on. I gladly went canoeing again, along with workshop, wood carving, and even bird feeding! Camp was filled with activities. I wrote every day, though I wouldn't let anyone see. I would reveal it at the end of the session. At last, I trotted off to lunch. "Did you hear?" "About the host?" "Yeah! It's the only one that made it that far away from camp!" All around me, people were talking about the very host that had almost taken my body. Apparently, it was some type of "phenomonon" or something, but that didn't make me like it any more than I already did. A lot of people interrogated me, until finally Alba and Caramel BOTH had to come over to tell them to stop. What was the big deal? Unfortunatley, I figured out soon enough the next day.
Based of SWC
